Poetry: Soon enough came fearfulness

I have been remiss in telling you that I have a new found poem over at Verbatim Poetry.

On the future and the past

So, at some point during Tale Torrent last week, I tweeted this:

'Inherent in the future is a fetishisation of the past. Discuss.'

I was being throwaway, of course, but also semi-serious, I think. So I was very gratified that one of the people in the audience, Martin Headon, took it upon himself to post a very thoughtful answer to the question, which is well worth you reading in full.

This bit in particular particularly leapt out at me:

"What we need to do is relate progress not to the past, but to people - to human needs and instincts."

Now, when it comes to new media technologies, certainly, I don't think we're very good at this. Consider, at the almost laughably microscopic level, how we try and find an excuse to run a new production technique in an ad, rather than finding an idea that, y'know, might demonstrate some relevancy or aspect of the product or service under consideration.

But I wonder if, philosophically speaking, we're not at some level doomed to do this. That's to say: we can't imagine the future perfectly, with a blank sheet, as the only reference points we have are the present and the past.

We're trapped by the very experience that we have, and that means we cannot help but refer to the past when trying to explain or articulate our visions of the future.

Which might not have been a problem, when forgetting was easier. But now, with a permanent, outboard memory, we are surrounded by the detritus of what has just gone before, and that clouds our views and judgement; we're privileging recency rather than relevancy when it comes to the hard thinking that we need to be doing.

I'm not sure there's any escape from this catch 22 (or indeed, that there needs to be) - more that we need to be aware that our thoughts about the future don't spring from nowhere, and that the value judgments that are inherent within them are as much influenced by the past as anything else.

Commercial: Some Young Punks

Spotted at the Adnams shop in Spitalfields yesterday: a bottle of something called 'Monsters, Monsters, ATTACK!'.

It's a white wine, I think.

It appears to be made by an Australian outfit called Some Young Punks.

They might just be the craziest thing to happen to the language of the wine industry ever.

I will let you know once I've tried a bottle.

#taletorrent

Last night, Mandatory Thinking and me told the story of Self Portrait Postcards, as part of this fab night. Hats off to James for organising it all; and the great story tellers we met.

Commercial: Self Portrait Postcards on Imperica

Just a quick note to say that Imperica has done an in-depth write up of the Self Portrait Postcards project.

Worth a squiz. But then I would say that.